1.1 The Class
It was just a normal day at Hogwarts when the third years attending the most horrible class at Hogwarts. Potions. Well most horrible for people who weren't Slytherins who loved potions because Professor Snape taught it and he was their head of house. He was very biased towards Slytherin but behind the greasy git facade he was just a man dealing with his lot in life which was a very bad one. What most people didn't know, was that he was a spy for the light. Most people thought he was the greasy git of the dungeons. A former death eater who in their eyes was still a death eater.
It was a Gryffindor/Slytherin class which the Gryffindors loathed, the Slytherins loved because they could get away with doing dastardly things to the Gryffindors and Snape hated because he had to tolerate the idiot dunderheads and prevent some idiotic Slytherin from blowing up the classroom by putting a dangerous ingredient into a Gryffindor's cauldron. All in all a recipe for disaster but still Dumbledore insisted that Gryffindors and Slytherins were in the same potions class.
"Today you idiotic bunch of dunderheads are brewing a dreaming potion" Snape told them.
"Hermione, he can't really call us dunderheads can he?" Ron whispered.
"As long as he doesn't endanger Ron, he can do whatever he likes" Hermione replied.
"Weasley, Granger 10 points from Gryffindor for whispering" he shouted.
The Gryffindors shouted in protest and the Slytherins shouted with glee.
"SILENCE! Now who can tell me what the opposite of the dreaming potion is and its properties" Snape asked.
No one knew except Hermione who had her hand straight up in the air.
"Anyone except Miss Granger?" Snape implored.
There was not a sound in the room.
"Well you are a sad lot then. Go on Miss Granger" Snape demanded.
"A nightmare potion sir. It makes you relive your darkest nightmares. It can make people go mad" Hermione answered.
"Yes, yes correct" he reluctantly said.
Nobody moved.
"Well what are you waiting for. Open your potion books and get started." Snape snapped.
The class got started on the potion. Cauldrons simmered and fires were stoked as the potion making continued.
"Potty Potter unlike you I listen to Snape. Lets see you drink your little potion now" Malfoy said.
Malfoy slipped an ingredient into Potter's cauldron. Harry of course didn't know what Draco had put in his cauldron so he couldn't fix it. Before he could ask Hermione, Snape called time up.
"Now Potter let us see if your potion making skills have improved" Snape said.
